God

He withholdeth the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud over it.

The pillars of heaven tremble, and dread at his beck.

By his power the seas are suddenly gathered together, and his wisdom has struck the proud one.

His spirit hath adorned the heavens, and his obstetric hand brought forth the winding serpent.

Lo, these things are said in part of his ways: and seeing we have heard scarce a little drop of his word, who shall be able to behold the thunder of his greatness?

As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment, and the Almighty, who hath brought my soul to bitterness,

As long as breath remaineth in me, and the spirit of God in my nostrils,

God forbid that I should judge you to be just: till I die I will not depart from my innocence.

For what is the hope of the hypocrite if through covetousness he take by violence, and God deliver not his soul?

Will God hear his cry, when distress shall come upon him?

Or can he delight himself in the Almighty, and call upon God at all times?

I will teach you by the hand of God, what the Almighty hath, and I will not conceal it.

This is the portion of a wicked man with God, and the inheritance of the violent, which they shall receive of the Almighty.

And he shall cast upon him, and shall not spare: out of his hand he would willingly flee.

He hath stretched forth his hand to the flint, he hath overturned mountains from the roots.

In the rocks he hath cut out rivers, and his eye hath seen every precious thing.

The depths also of rivers he hath searched, and hidden things he hath brought forth to light.

God understandeth the way of it, and he knoweth the place thereof.

For he beholdeth the ends of the world: and looketh on all things that are under heaven.

Who made a weight for the winds, and weighed the waters by measure.

When he gave a law for the rain, and a way for the sounding storms.

Then he saw it, and declared, and prepared, and searched it.

And he said to man: Behold the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom: and to depart from evil, is understanding.

Who will grant me, that I might be according to the months past, according to the days in which God kept me?

When his lamp shined over my head, and I walked by his light in darkness?